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Nymph Nessa takes Derrik's hands and begins to dance, nearly as mesmerizing as Kailin in her movements....

Aid another Performance (dance) 1d20 + 18 ⇒ (19) + 18 = 37

She joins her golden voice to the fey music....

Aid another Performance (sing) 1d20 + 18 ⇒ (20) + 18 = 38

The glorious sound that reverberates throughout the Glass Onion is music fit for the gods!


Nymph Nessa approaches Derrik with languid stride and breathtaking gaze....

I am glad to see you unharmed by the foul vampires, sweet Arthur.... It would break my wee heart to see that handsome face marred by undeath.... And then to have to stake you.... I'd much prefer that you took me into some shady grove and stake me, as you used to.... Nessa smiles seductively and gently caresses Derrik's breastplate and shoulder pauldrons....


The nymph sighs and pouts, her green eyes lingering longingly on Derrik for a moment. Then she draws a small dagger from a sheathe at her hip and clips a lock of her copper hair, binding it with a tiny green ribbon, and taking Derrik's gauntleted hand, presses it into his palm and closes his fingers over it.

She then blows him a kiss and turns to follow the leprechaun and satyr, taking up a small drum hanging at her side to accent the rhythm of the music played by her fey band mates, and lifting her voice in a traveling song....


The beautiful nymph approaches Derrik, smiling an unmistakably seductive smile, her green eyes sparkling with the promise of unearthly erotic delight....

Is that really Arthur returned under that big, frightful helm, my brave knight?.... If so, surely you remember your sweet Nessa.... And the sweet delights of her arms?.... Did you ever tell Gwenevere about us?.... No, of course not.... She's long dead, now, my brave knight.... Or shall I call you "Your Majesty"?

She steps close enough to embrace Derrik, but stops just short of doing so, as if waiting for him to embrace her.... She looks up at him with her emerald eyes, which seem to sparkle with flames of undisguised desire....


But perhaps most stirring is the wild, haunting, achingly-beautiful soprano voice, echoing the complex melodies with artful perfection and a passion that heats the listener's blood and seems to dispel fear and doubt....